I can't believe you actually want more duck stories... I made these when I was bored as hell in the middle of the night... WHY THE DUCK DO YOU WANT MORE DUCK STORIES. Actually, its hilarious that is already more successful than the one story that I actually put effort into. Less effort=more success? How does that even work? Note to all of you: never take advice from me, that is the worst decision you will ever make. Whatever, here is a ducking duck story. By the way, have you ever noticed that "baka" sounds like the noise a chicken would make?
England duck constantly does weird things. Like ducky black magic. Another thing he enjoys is setting things on fire, but living in a pond, that doesn't happen often. His favorite type of music is punk duck rock, like All-American Ducks, Green Duck, Fall Out Duck, My Ducky Romance, and Panic! At The Pond.
One night, after a day of cursing and quacking at America duck, England duck was having a strange dream. He had been turned into a chicken. All he did all day, was run around screaming chicken noises.
"BAKA!" he would scream. He would peck the ground looking for worms and shit to eat. In the middle of the dream, he felt like his tummy was starting to hurt.
"BAKA! BAKA! BAKA!" He screamed out in pain. He flew around in a chickeny panic. He ran to a patch of grass. When he sat down, he let out more chicken screams "BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA!" Suddenly, there was an intense release of pressure. A large round egg popped out. "Baka?" How did he lay an egg? HE WAS A MANLY MAN CHICKEN DUCK THING. Who was the father? He pecked at the egg, then, it started to shake. It cracked apart and sitting on the ground, was a tiny baby eagle with a couple of stray feathers sticking up from his head. It looked like America duck.
"Baka?" England duck chicken thing squawked(?) at the little eagle thing. It looked up at him with huge blue eyes. "baka."
" 'MURICA!" Squawked the baby thing. England duck woke up with a loud quack. He waddled over to America duck and kicked him in his ducky private parts.
"QUACKING MOTHER QUACKER! SON OF A QUACK! QUACKING HELL!" Quacked America duck. England duck was satisfied that America duck would never be able to have ducklings or eagle baby things or chicks. So he waddled back to his bed and enjoyed the rest of his sleep.
